then i felt a tap on my shoulder and looked back to see Courtney there, she looks so grwat no matter what. i hate the city and everything to do with it. Mature sex i HATE winter!” i quickly let go of her hand. as we were walkin along up the street i stopped at the corner to turn down Orchard off Main and when i started to go down she wasnt moving. so we ha a pepsi and she was very quiet, then she asked qhat time my parents got home and i said in a few hours. (sorry forgot to mention im kinda a goth kid inside the big fat hillbilly redneck) infact the o ly thing that keeps me from being goth is me being fat and being a country boy. “thanks” “no prob” i replyed. “thanks” “uh huh” i said. “whats wrong” i asked, somehow i didnt feel shy today maybe it was luck, fate or somethkng but it was easg to talk to her today.
